(bonus) Mr. Burns

[Verse]
Go ghost in the center
All choked independent
All this hope for the [matter?]
All the words in the centerfold
Fir-first in the winter
Ain't turned from the weather
But it’s worth if you have enough
Smoke until it hurts but I never cough
I ain't wit' it I don’t wanna get involved
Pack [curse?] with the words watch it burst
Looking just like fireworks when I set him off

Get the head then I go ghost
Fuck hope only thing I hold's the head on my shoulders
I go Bone Thug, tombstonе when I fold ya for acting like somebody nеver told ya
Why the fuck he rapping like a douche now?
Is it cause he got a couple people saying he's too loud?
Is it cause depression slowly turns into aggression now these syllables turn into a weapon
Any of you motherfuckers I can shoot down
P-P-P-POW motherfucker, bow down to your upper
Push the button send the hounds on you motherfuckers (Mr. Burns)
Calling up the plug like (What's the word)
Only time you catch a motherfucker riding dirty like ten G's
In a safe off from the Earth
Bitch I'm motherfucking grinding until the hearse
Till' I'm first-class, private all from a verse (All from a verse)

Balling like a motherfucking G
Serve it like a motherfucking sentence
I feel a little offended
I’m plotting on you bitches
I’m [?] bitch, I'm jaded
Making profit off of these bitches
I feel like little [?]
Plotting on these bitches
I’m too sick to ride the hype
Two cents on the mic
Swear I be way too high to act like I care
Too loud to act like I hear
Too proud to act like I fear